Trouble at Brayshaw High

by Meagan Brandy

“You hid this from us. You went there without us. Without me.” “I had to,” I admit. “Tell me why.” “Isn’t it obvious?” “Say it,” he demands. “To protect you.”

“You protected me,” he whispers, biting at the flesh there before kissing it gently.

“We’re not having this conversation, but I know my brother. Whether you know it, whether he fucking knows it, it’s in there. Maybe not fully grown but Raven you’re inside him in a way nobody ever has been. He will always act in defense first, especially when you’re at the center of the threat.”